I've been patiently waiting. And watching. Biding my time. Honing my skills. Because I knew this day would come. That you would return. And that when you did, the victory I had been deprived of would finally be mine.
Of course, your age and diminished skills were glaringly apparent as you sat there all fat, slow, and ready to yield. Given that, I made yours a merciful and quick death blow.
Be Afraid?? HA HA HA HA!